april hopes-第39章
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He leaned over and looked her smilingly in the face。
〃Oh no;〃 she murmured; and then suddenly she caught him round the neck;
crying and sobbing。 〃It's onlybecause I wanted it to beperfect。 Oh;
I wonder if I've done right? Perhaps I oughtn't to have taken you; after
all; but I do love youdearly; dearly! And I was so unhappy when I'd
lost you。 And now I'm afraid I shall be a trial to younothing but a
trial。〃
The first tears that a young man sees a woman shed for love of him are
inexpressibly sweeter than her smiles。 Dan choked with tender pride and
pity。 When he found his voice; he raved out with incoherent endearments
that she only made him more and more happy by her wish to have the affair
perfect; and that he wished her always to be exacting with him; for that
would give him a chance to do something for her; and all that he desired;
as long as he lived; was to do just what she wished。
At the end of his vows and entreaties; she lifted her face radiantly; and
bent a smile upon him as sunny as that with which the sky after a summer
storm denies that there has ever been rain in the world。
〃Ah! you〃 He could say no more。 He could not be more enraptured than
he was。 He could only pass from surprise to surprise; from delight to
delight。 It was her love of him which wrought these miracles。 It was all
a miracle; and no part more wonderful than another。 That she; who had
seemed as distant as a star; and divinely sacred from human touch; should
be there in his arms; with her head on his shoulder; where his kiss could
reach her lips; not only unforbidden; but eagerly welcome; was impossible;
and yet it was true。。 But it was no more impossible and no truer; than
that a being so poised; so perfectly self…centred as she; should already
be so helplessly dependent upon him for her happiness。 In the depths of
his soul he invoked awful penalties upon himself if ever he should betray
her trust; if ever he should grieve that tender heart in the slightest
thing; if from that moment he did not make his whole life a sacrifice and
an expiation。
He uttered some of these exalted thoughts; and they did not seem to appear
crazy to her。 She said yes; they must make their separate lives offerings
to each other; and their joint lives an offering to God。 The tears came
into his eyes at these words of hers: they were so beautiful and holy and
wise。 He agreed that one ought always to go to church; and that now he
should never miss a service。 He owned that he had been culpable in the
past。 He drew her closer to himif that were possibleand sealed his
words with a kiss。
But he could not realise his happiness then; or afterward; when he walked
the streets under the thinly misted moon of that Indian summer night。
He went down to the Events office when he left Alice; and found Boardman;
and told him that he was engaged; and tried to work Boardman up to some
sense of the greatness of the fact。 Boardman shoved his fine white teeth
under his spare moustache; and made acceptable jokes; but he did not ask
indiscreet questions;。and Dan's statement of the fact did not seem to give
it any more verity than it had before。 He tried to get Boardman to come
and walk with him and talk it over; but Boardman said he had just been
detailed to go and work up the case of a Chinaman who had suicided a
little earlier in the evening。
〃Very well; then; I'll go with you;〃 said Mavering。 〃How can you live in
such a den as this?〃 he asked; looking about the little room before
Boardman turned down his incandescent electric。 〃There isn't anything big
enough to hold me but all outdoors。〃
In the street he linked his arm through his friend's; and said he felt
that he had a right to know all about the happy ending of the affair;
since he had been told of that miserable phase of it at Portland。 But
when he came to the facts he found himself unable to give them with the
fulness he had promised。 He only imparted a succinct statement as to the
where and when of the whole matter; leaving the how of it untold。
The sketch was apparently enough for Boardman。 For all comment; he
reminded Mavering that he had told him at Portland it would come out all
right。
〃Yes; you did; Boardman; that's a fact;〃 said Dan; and he conceived a
higher respect for the penetration of Boardman than he had before。
They stopped at a door in a poor court which they had somehow reached
without Mavering's privity。 〃Will you come in?〃 asked Boardman。
〃What for?〃
〃Chinaman。〃
〃Chinaman?〃 Then Mavering remembered。 〃Good heavens! no。 What have I
got to do with him?〃
〃Both mortal;〃 suggested the reporter。
The absurdity of this idea; though a little grisly; struck Dan as a good
joke。 He hit the companionable Boardman on the shoulder; and then gave
him a little hug; and remounted his path of air; and walked off in it。
XXVII。
Mavering first woke in the morning with the mechanical recurrence of that
shame and grief which each day had brought him since Alice refused him。
Then with a leap of the heart came the recollection of all that had
happened yesterday。 Yet lurking within his rapture was a mystery of
regret: a reasonless sense of loss; as if the old feeling had been
something he would have kept。 Then this faded; and he had only the
longing to see her; to realise in her presence and with her help the fact
that she was his。 An unspeakable pride filled him; and a joy in her love。
He tried to see some outward vision of his bliss in the glass; but; like
the mirror which had refused to interpret his tragedy in the Portland
restaurant; it gave back no image of his transport: his face looked as it
always did; and he and the refection laughed at each other:
He asked himself how soon he could go and see her。 It was now seven
o'clock: eight would be too early; of courseit would be ridiculous; and
ninehe wondered if he might go to see her at nine。 Would they have done
breakfast? Had he any right to call before ten? He was miserable at the
thought of waiting till ten: it would be three hours。 He thought of
pretextsof inviting her to go somewhere; but that was absurd; for he
could see her at home all day if he liked; of carrying her a book; but
there could be no such haste about a book; of going to ask if he had left
his cane; but why should he be in such a hurry for his cane? All at once
he thought he could take her some flowersa bouquet to lay beside her
plate at breakfast。 He dramatised himself charging the servant who should
take it from him at the door not to say who left it; but Alice would know;
of course; and they would all know; it would be very pretty。 He made Mrs。
Pasmer say some flattering things of him; and he made Alice blush
deliciously to hear them。 He could not manage Mr。 Pasmer very well; and
he left him out of the scene: he imagined him shaving in another room;
then he remembered his wearing a full beard。
He dressed himself as quickly as he could; and went down into the hotel
vestibule; where he had noticed people selling flowers the evening before;
but there was no one there with them now; and none of the florists' shops
on the street were open yet。 He could not find anything till he went to
the Providence Depot; and the man there had to take some of his
yesterday's flowers out of the refrigerator where he kept them; he was not
sure they would be very fresh; but the heavy rosebuds had fallen open; and
they were superb。 Dan took all there were; and when they had been
sprinkled with water; and wrapped in cotton batting; and tied round with
paper; it was still only quarter of eight; and he left them with the man
till he could get his breakfast at the Depot restaurant。 There it had a
consoling effect of not being so early; many people were already
breakfasting; and when Dan said; with his order; 〃Hurry it up; please;〃 he
knew that he was taken for a passenger just arrived or departing。 By a
fantastic impulse he ordered eggs and bacon again; he felt; it a fine
derision of the past and a seal of triumph upon the present to have the
same breakfast after his acceptance as he had ordered after his rejection;
he would tell Alice about it